Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1887-02-11

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London As III :. connection: nothing
Vs. ii he'd of in IL gay circles bat the
v"ng and lovely bride. Mrs. Dial
=. pie. Peer, Were ling mad for her
smiles; perrrsScS con descended to court
I IN; commoN"r> and commonesScs.
..oc"uld not .r't ne r affected to hold
Themselves ind .,,." 1T. but they scarce
" made conct a mtnt of the fact that
titc grapes Were sour. Panics do some
times come over the fash enable world
ot this great metropolis; now it is .
rage for speculation, Ike that railway
mania. which once turned people
sober senses upside down: now it is the
new and very ugly si%nOra, who is rul-
inc the boards and the boxes at Her
NJ sjrstys Theater; now it is AN insane
sympathy - insane in the working
with all the black Uncles and Aunt
Toms in the other hemisphere: but at
the time of which We arc writing, it
vas the admiration of one of them
selves. . woman. the beautiful Mrs.
Dairymple.
She was charming; not because
fashion said it, but that she really was
Naturally fascinating in person, the
homage she received in the gay world
"a new world to her-rendered her
manners irresistibly so. Some good
wives, staid and plain, who had never
been guilty of counting look in their
lives, and prided themselves on it,
avowed privately to their lords that she
laid herself out for admiration, and
was compound of vanity and danger;
and the lords nodded grave approval.
and. the moment they could get out Of
sight. went tearing in the wake after
Mrs. Dalrvmple.
A stylish vehicle. something between
break and a dandy-horse, with two
stylish men in it, especially in the ex-
tent of their mustaches, was driving
down Regent street. He who held the
reins, Captain Stanley, was attending
far more to some object at distance
than to his horse; his head was raised
perpendicularly, as if an iron poker
had been thrust down his throat, and
his eyes were intently fixed far before
him. A street cab whirled suddenly
round the corner of Argyle place; Cap
tain Stanley was too absorbed to avoid
1t. and the two came in contact.
No damage was done. All that came
of it was wordy war; for the cab
man s abuse was unlimited, and Cap
tain Stanley given to angry explosions.
He concluded by promising summons
for insolence. and then urged on his
horse again.
''ls that the way you generally
drive IN London?" quietly asked his
companion.
IAN insolent reptile! He shall smart
for it. I'll have him before the magis-
trate at Marlborough street"
Don't call ME as q witness, then. 1t
was your fault. You got into the fell
lows way"
II didn't get into his way"
Eat any rate YOU didn't get out of it.
which amounted to the same thing.
ask if that is your usual mode of driv-
ing?"
"What if it lisp"
Its careless one. The next time
you offer me a seat, Stanley. l shall
propose to take the reins."
II thought saw her carriage before
u.s. exclaimed Captain Stanley, in a
more conciliatory tone, for he was be-
ginning to recover his good humor.
1T made me Oblivious to every thing
else, winchester"
"Who is 'her'?" demanded Lord
Winchester.
The lOveliest woman, Winchester!
can tell you you have got treat in
store; you'll say it when you get intro
duced to her. You have lost some
thing by stopping abroad. l couldn't
exist" added the Captain, twirling his
mustache. without daily sight of
that angel"
The viscount yawned. He knew, Of
old. Captain Stanley's propensity to 90
into herOics over ''angcls;" he went
into them himself upon occasion.
Mrs. Stanley to be?" asked he, indif-
ferently, by way of saying something.
mo such luck. She's married"
..Ohr'
''By Jove! here she comes! She has
turned back again. The green car
riage and dark livery. knew saw it.
Isn't She"
Take care of your horse" inter-
rupted Lord Winchester; there's an
other cab"
"Shoot the horse! Look at her."
An open barouchc was approaching.
One lady sat inside it. Lord Winches-
ter caught sight of an exquisite toilette,
and then, the point-lace parasol being
removed. of an exquisite face. A
young face, looking younger. perhaps,
than it really was; clearly cut, delicate
features; checks of a rich damask;
brown, glossy hair; and soft. dark eyes
of exceeding brightness.
There's picture for your muir
INJURED the enamored Captain Stanley,
letting his horse 60 as it would-to a
spill if it liked; land the face is moth
ing to when you come to talk to her.
She has sent half London wild"
OF went his hat, for the bright eyes
were smiling, and the fair head bowling
to him. But off went Lord Winches-
ter's also, for q brighter smile and q
more familiar rccognition-which
seemed to have in it somewhat of sur
prisc-greeted him.
"Halloa. Winchester! I say, that's
too bad!' cried Captain Stanley. when
they had passed. "You know hertz
Before knew you. She's Selma
Dalrymplc."
"Selina; yes, that is her Christian
name; saw it one day on her hand
kerchief. Where was the pull Of your
making such mystery over it? Why
couldn't YOU say that you knew her?f
made no mystery, my good fel-
low. l did not know it was Selma
Dalrymple you were speaking of. Who
has she married? What's her name2"
Married! her name! What dye
mean?"
II thought you said she was mar
ried."
What is the matter with you?" cried
Captain Stanley. looking at the Wis.,
count. You call her Selma Dalrym-
pie, and then ask who she has married,
and what her name is. DO you sup
pose she bears one name. and her hus-
band another? That's not English
fashion,"
What is his name?" imperturbably
continued the Viscount.
"Dalrymple. What should it be?"
''She has never married Oscar Dali |
rymple" exclaimed Lord Winchester, |
In "A rnIlSed tOpo ..Has ohoe,S